I just dragged myself through the chapter where I introduce my villain(s). Ergh – it took me four cups of coffee to make it to the end.
You wouldn’t believe how hard it is to write about someone being slowly torn apart without using the ‘bad’ words (those you’re not allowed to use when writing). Or repeating ‘bubbling blood, frothing blood, pooling blood’ or any other descriptive involving bloody blood. By the time I was halfway through I rather thought my ‘shredded organs’ were inspired. (more…)